Over the years – I now realize – I have lost myself.
Trying so hard to be someone else.
I have grown so cynical that, instead of finding joy in things, I've dug myself into a hole.
A hole I can't seem to get out of. No matter how much I try – for I have truly lost my way.
O, you phony being! So, where you are going?
Trying so hard to be someone else.
I have grown so cynical that, instead of finding joy in things, I've dug myself into a hole.
A hole I can't seem to get out of. No matter how much I try – for I have truly lost my way.
O, you phony being! So, where you are going?